The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 26, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 20

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wmmmmmmmmmmammmmmV, 'S?&i'f -V-( AfAgXZ&ifp,W&F&$ear, and we will start" our new life ina new world.""Yes, I will come with you," she answered mechanically. Her face wasvery pale. Gardiner looked at her; hewas surprised at- her ready acquiescence; he had expected that the passion which swept him off his feetwould at least be met by the plea ofduty. There was no shrinking inMargery's mind."I will come with you, to the worlcfSHend, she answered, supping her handin his. ,He strode out on the tilted deck,and, clinging to the rail, peered seaward, where the ball of the sun wasspringing into the sky. Black againstit rode a tiny craft. ,"Margery!" she shouted, drawingher to the rail. kIt carries the hope of life. And theminutes passed and they stayed there,watching the ship grow larger. Thevessel had been sighted, and, thoughthe stranger could not know thatthere were living beings aboard thisderelict, she was pushing hard towardthem for investigation.Half an hour had passed. 'The ves-sel was not plainly to be seen. Shewas a British cruiser. It was a furious race between her and the sea.Clinging to the rail, Gardiner felt thedeck at an angle of 60 degrees beneath him. The ship was trembling,precursor of the final plunge underthe waves. But life was looking atthem again, and the war vessel wasvery near.He tore his coat from his back andwaved it frantically. The cruiser wasnow less than a mile away. Suddenly a boat shot forth from her side.And the last minutes of the. fightwere never clear in the man's mind,so close was the finish. But he seemed to Temember that, as the shipstrained and heaved, and gatheredherself for destruction, they slid downthe upraised side into the boat thatlav beneath, manned bv a dozensturdy "bluejackets. There came the'hard ply of oars to escape the dreadful vortex and suddenly 'where theliner had been was only a great swirlof bubbling water.Half an hour later the two sat sideby side upon the warship's decks.Gardiner was studying his companion's face. Would she regret? Wouldshe change? Would life alter her willingness to go with him, while herhusband lived.He knew -that, as she had drawnhim, so she had the power to sendhim out into life, hopeless.Margery turned toward him andslipped a paper into his hand."Read that," she said. "I fqund itin the wireless room."Gardiner read: "Your husbanddied last night."o oTHE AFTERMATH'Twas the night after Christmas, andall through the flatNot a creature was stirring, not eventhe catFrom father and mother and me andthe kid,Every one was knocked out with apain in his midBecause of the canaies we ate for alark,And kid from the paint that hechewed from his ark. 'q oSOME IMAGINATIONWuzzybug I hear you were on atoot last night?Puzzybug Pact! I slept in an,automobile torn,riiiaaiflifiiS